It's all kicking off!!!

Oh yes, people, THIS IS THE TIME AND THIS IS THE PLACE TO BE ALIVE! He he he...

Tomorrow is going to be a wee bit insane! First I get my results (which I am becoming increasingly nervous about), then I go GO GO to Leeds fest!!!! WOOOOOO!
So yeah, good luck guys!!!!!!
And thanks for the poppets Sarah!!! xxxxxxxxxxx
Gots to go! Mucho to do!

Would you like it squishy or firm?

Have I ever received a more worrying text? ...Probably.

OH, BUT I AM GETTING A POPPET!!! YAY! A FIRM ONE AT THAT!!! WOOOO!!!!!

Ha ha ha.

Parissa did SO WELL in her A levels. C in Art, C in Photography, B in Film Studies. Although her art is amazing, she was way too lazy to get above a C XP. I'll buy her some chocolate.

I'm keeping it short today I think.

AND BOBBO! It's OK! I have a tent now! It's alright.

And hi, Mr/Mrs Anonymous.

HAVE SOME CHOCOLATE EVERYONE!!!

Much love to yooooooou xxxxxxxxxxxxx

Oh-yes-I-went-to-London-Town!

It was a bit crap actually. Not much fun at all. Which I expected, going with my family. We walked around shops for AGES- my feet were practically burning- and then there was Paz, who looked like she was going to hit Taz, so I'm like "Ooohhhh, DON'T LISTEN TO HER".

The megabus was ok though. I could actually imagine Matt sitting there saying "I NEED MORE SEAMEN FOR MY POOPDECK" and having everyone on the bus turn round and give him evils. And I can imagine you guys singing Disney songs, although I'm not sure Robbo Bobbo partook in that.

Anywho, I'm kind of bummed. I was supposed to be meeting Sarah this week, but now that's not happening. It's not her fault, and we'll meet eventuall. I'm lonely too. My friends are either on holiday or non-communicative. Bums. I might have to go treat myself to cheer me up. Perhaps some Ben and Jerry's. That stuff is goooooooood.

*BIGSIGH*

And Rob, I may have to take your offer up on the tent. I haven't yet got one for the fest and it's not far away. I'm not getting much help from Catherine either, but she is in France.

I've been reading a ridiculous amount lately. I'm reading, like, 5 or 6 good sized books a week. (By good sized I mean about 300 pages or more.) I read this amazing one on Saturday, called Justin Case. It was SO fantastic. It's about this boy that changes his identity because he's trying to hide from Fate. It was SO good. My Meg Rosoff. You should read it. ALL OF YOU.

Mucho loff. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

OMGOSH. Would you look at that...

...Robbo Bobbo, commenting on MY blog. That's, like, the SECOND time EVER that's happened. I feel proud. Heh heh.

So, it's been boring, as of late. I've been alone, because everyone's on holiday. *sigh* But Harry and Abiy are back now, which should make for some fun times! Oh yeah!

As Sarah keeps reminding me, only two weeks until results day!...And you know what that means, don't you?

ONLY TWO WEEKS TIL I GO TO LEEDS FEST!!!! WOOOOOOOO!

...Oops, we haven't got a tent yet. Better work on that. I have wellies though. Of course, I don't think I can sleep in them. Silly Duckie. Silly indeed.

Sarah! I have found out that I can get to B'Ham for a mere £4.75 each way! YAY! I just need to talk to Hazza and hope he has to moolah (geddit) to go. HAHAHA...moolah.
Anywho, there is a new Crazy and Lazy out, if you're interested. Also, if you're interested, I'm doing nothing this weekend ;) Gawd, I'm such a joker!

I want cake. I've been wanting cake a lot. I don't know whether to make cake and just eat the mixture or buy one of those just-add-an-egg-and-water-cakes, or just buy some cake. It's a serious dilemma. Almost as severe as Muffinface's lack of milk. A shocker indeed.

There seems to be nothing more to say! Until next time, moooo moooo! xxxxxxxxxxxx

It's a -NEW LOOK-

Omgosh, I bet you are thinking. Have I inadvertantly stumbled across the wrong blog. I mean, this is PINK, this cannot be the blog of our dear Yasamin.

OH, BUT IT IS.

I thought, "ol' Duckie needs a change. Black? That is, like, sooo last year man". You know what I mean? So I went KERRAZZY! I don't even like pink very much, but I thought "what they hey! Let's go WILD!"

And I did.

I'm having fun with this. I mean, come on people, you knew I had a rebellious side- and here, it comes into fruition. With this positively INSANE layout I chose. Don't be too shocked, it's bad for your health.

Ooh! Anyone near or in London- I'm coming with ma famille on Friday. Of course, being with my family, I won't be able to meet, but if anyone would like to follow us round I'm sure we could pass a few notes or sly whispers XD

Aren't I a card?

URGH.

It was disgusting. It was scarring. My night -with- Leanne.

Ok, so she asked me if I would accompany her to this 'party', in a place called Thurnscoe, and I agreed, assuming she knew the people, and they were around the same age as us and it was a proper party. So we went half an hour on the train (luckily, I did it for free), and Leanne walks past this guy at the train station, and he says "Where are you going?" and it turns out, this is the guy but Leanne just had no idea what he looked like, cos last time she 'met' him, she was drunk.

And this guy is twenty one.

And this thing is not a 'party'.

It's me, Leanne, this guy (who buy the way, is a total wanker) and his eighteen year old Australian cousin (who wasn't a total wanker, and was quite funny). After a couple of hours, Leanne and this guy go upstairs, and just leave us. Thanks. TWO more people come round and are all very nice to me.

Then comes the awful part.

We all know Leanne did not go upstairs with this guy to play with his lego blocks. We just chose to ignore the fact that they barely knew each other and tried to make pleasant conversation.

But- oh, dear GOD! Oh, it was horrible!

WE COULD HEAR THEM.

Yes, that is right. I could hear one of my best friends...doing it with a guy five years older than her. Oh. Em. Gee.

Anyway, the two people that came round eventually left and at five o'clock I told Brent (aussie cousin) that he could go to bed- I could tell he wanted to, and I didn't want to think he had to babysit me.
Anyway, Leanne and I were supposed to catch the quarter past six train, cos she was working. This meant we had to leave at about quarter to six.
Half five came and went...as did six.
So we missed that train.
Then we missed the seven-twenty train.
I could have gone and got her, but I didn't want to 'interrupt' anything. I decided I'd leave at eight, whether or not she was with me. I fell asleep for about ten minutes on my arm and woke up with marks across my forehead.
Eight o'clock came around. So I just left. Without a word.
Well, I was angry.
I felt ok after that though, because I bought myself a gingerbread man and a ribena. I was also proud for walking out- like a trooper.
LONG LIVE THE YASAMIN! XD

It Parissa's birthday today. She's eighteen.

(if there's bad spelling in this- I'm in a rush)

I am a bad bad blogger. I haven't done it in ages. Which is more than I can say for LAAAAAUUURAAA.

The meet was so much fun. I've had online friend withdrawal for several days. I want Saaaarrrraaaaah. Speaking of Sarah, are you ok? You seem...I don't know...off. Are you upset cos you couldn't come to the meet, cos I soooo wanted you there. Which is why I am a-coming to B'Ham to meet you, my most darling letter-writer. I worry of you sometimes, because I can't tell whether you are being sarcastic or not.

Heh heh...you and Rob are twins...:p SORRY. THAT IS NOT TRUE.

I'm doing that thing on UE- who would you marry and all that. It's SO HARD. Gawd.
I've done it now though. Cos I'm clever.

Sarah, when are we getting married?